Boy, Do You Want to Be a Marine?

"Hahahaha, sorry, sorry, I heard from my subordinates that I thought you were a pirate, hahaha, are you alright?"

The tall and mighty old man laughed heartily, patting Rodney's back with a palm as big as a cattail fan.

One, two!

Pfft!

"Vice Admiral Garp, please stop patting him, Mr. Joestar is spitting blood," the medic said loudly.

Marine Hero Garp chuckled sheepishly, "This won't do, how can a man's body be so weak? How can you make a living on the Great Sea like this?"

Who can withstand your palm!

Rodney wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His body was already considered strong; he didn't die after taking a punch from Garp! He didn't die!

It was known that back then, this Old Man used his bare fists to beat the Pirate King Roger until his head was covered in bumps, and he ran all over the Great Sea. Garp claimed he always convinced people with virtue, and by the way, his fists were called virtue!

With a bump on his head, he felt the same pain as from the Sea King just now. Green light lit up on his palm, and the Healing Technique was immediately applied to his wound, stimulating the cells on the bump and accelerating recovery.

"Hmm? That's a peculiar ability, are you a Devil Fruit User, kid?"

"Sort of," he said vaguely, scratching his head.

"Hahaha, that's a great ability, can it be used on others?" Garp asked with interest.

"Yes."

Garp's eyes lit up upon hearing this and he said, "Kid, what was your name again?"

"Joestar J. Rodney."

"Haha, I'll just call you Rodney. Rodney, come and join the Marines!"

Ding! Garp has sent you an invitation. Do you accept?

Yes

No

"Sorry, I don't want to join the Marines," Rodney refused Garp's invitation.

Garp asked in confusion, "Why? Your ability can help many Marines recover from their injuries faster and contribute to justice, isn't that good?"

"No, the Marines are too troublesome. I think my current life is good." The Marines were too complicated, and above them was the World Government, and those scumbags, the Celestial Dragons. He didn't want to be ordered around by scumbags.

Justice was being dragged down by a bunch of people. It was better not to participate, to avoid that kind of humiliation!

"I think you'd be a great Marine, but your body is too weak and needs training. Under my tutelage, you'll definitely grow," Garp said with a laugh.

"Farewell, goodbye!" Rodney turned and left. He wasn't like Wang Luffy, with such powerful vitality. Being trained by Garp would kill him, it definitely would!

A pair of calloused hands grabbed his shoulders. The old man smiled kindly and said, "Kid, you'll definitely thank me later!"

"No! Help!!!"

Garp seemed determined and dragged Rodney off to train.

To Garp, Rodney's abilities were very useful, and he seemed like someone with potential. Garp wanted to see if he could get him to join the Marines. Also, he was very bored on the warship.

"Put some effort into it! Rodney kid, hold on for me!" Garp, while eating a doughnut, sat on Rodney's back as he did push-ups wearing an Iron Suit.

This was the third day of training with Garp. Rodney was dragged into high-intensity physical training every day, exhausted like a dead dog. But there were benefits too; his body was growing at an incredibly fast pace.

His Chakra was also being consumed at a very rapid rate.

Sweat poured from him as if he'd been rained on, dripping onto the deck. The Chakra in his body was constantly being squeezed, and his body felt heavier and heavier.

The Iron Suit weighed a full thousand pounds. Add Garp, a large man, sitting on him. If not for his already decent physique, his Chakra might not have held up.

"Ah, I can't anymore!"

He collapsed onto the deck. Garp asked, "How many did you do?"

A Marine Soldier, who had been recording, said, "Four thousand three hundred and twenty. That's four hundred more than before. His physique is growing very quickly."

"No! This won't do! How can you grow into an excellent Marine like this?" Garp shook his head.

"I never said I would become a Marine! I'm a Bounty Hunter, not a Marine! Why do I have to join the Marines!" He took off the Iron Suit, revealing his well-built upper body, feeling completely relaxed.

His head hurt. He had already trained Armament Haki to the world's strongest level. Even without Haki, his blows were incredibly painful. Even Luffy, the rubber man immune to blunt force, could feel the piercing pain.

"What are you talking about? Your abilities are very suitable for becoming a Marine, whether as a Medic or a regular Marine. Don't waste your talent!" Garp had seen it all these days. Initially, he just thought the kid's physique was too poor. As compensation for the accidental injury, he decided to train him well. But the Healing Technique and the speed of Rodney's growth made him feel a sense of admiration for his talent.

However, this kid seemed as stubborn as his own grandson, fixated on being a Bounty Hunter.

"What's so good about being a Bounty Hunter? Has money corrupted your heart?"

"Of course! Old Man, money isn't everything, but without money, you can't do anything!"

"Vulgar! You get a salary for being a Marine too."

"Forget it, solving one wanted pirate is enough for me to eat for a long time."

"The Marines provide food, lodging, and benefits."

"Sorry, I'm a wanderer of the Four Seas, unafraid of hardship. Ouch, Old Man, you hit me again?!"

"I think you need an education," Garp's fists cracked.

"Re-education?"

"Special Education!"

"Why? I didn't do anything wrong?" Rodney retorted, his neck stiff.

"You dare talk back? You're asking for a beating!"

Crack! Crack!

On the deck, Garp chased Rodney, who leaped and dodged everywhere. Rodney showed no signs of exhaustion.

Bang!

One punch sent Rodney crashing into the deck, drawing the displeasure of the Shipwright. Such a large hole would be troublesome to repair.

"Hahaha, young Rodney, it seems this past few days of training have allowed you to take one of my punches." This punch wasn't even his full power. If it were, Rodney would be gone.

Was that... a Normal Attack? Perhaps not even a Normal Attack's power.

"Hmph, Old Man, even if I die, even if I'm lying in a coffin, I will use my decaying Vocal Cords to shout, 'I will never become a Marine!!'" Rodney got up, his face bruised and swollen.

"Brat, do you like money that much?"

"Of course! I'm a Bounty Hunter, rushing across the Great Sea for money!" Rodney said as he healed his injuries.

"Then, I'll hire you to catch someone for me."

"Deal. The training method for Armament Haki, or the Marine Six Styles."

"You brat, you really dare to ask for the moon." Garp rolled up his sleeves, his muscular arms radiating a terrifying aura.

"Of course. The person you want me to catch is definitely not easy to deal with, so the reward I'm asking for isn't too high." Rodney revealed a foxy smile.

Garp laughed and cursed, "You brat are truly cunning. Your body can't learn Haki yet. As for the Six Styles, I can give you one now, and two more after you catch the person."

"Easily done. Who do you want me to catch?"

"My Grandson, Ace."

"Who? Your Grandson? Where is he now?" Rodney was surprised Garp would ask him to catch Ace. Didn't his grandson set sail?

"That kid set sail three months ago and actually became a pirate instead of a Marine Soldier. It really infuriates me. He should be nearing Reverse Mountain by now. Kid, I hope you can help me catch my dear grandson."

Garp understood that with Ace's abilities, he would definitely make a name for himself on the Great Sea. Once he reached a certain level, he would easily be targeted by the World Government. With the CP's pervasive capabilities, if Ace's identity as the Pirate King's son were discovered, he would have no chance of survival.

The World Government would not allow a Sinful Bloodline to live in the world.

They absolutely wouldn't let Ace be investigated by the World Government, but he didn't want to hinder his grandson's dream. He would definitely go easy on him if he captured him himself, so he would leave it to this kid.

He handed over Rodney's Information. Rodney always captured pirates, ship and all. He was ruthless towards pirates and gentle towards ordinary people. He was a Man with a sense of justice, though he was blinded by money.

It's a shame such a Man isn't a Marine!